"Workhouse Blues" lyrics

I got troubles, I got troubles
One day I'll leave behind
This world they call the workhouse
And I'll have done my time

I'm chained into the city's life
A prisoner in all but name
Nothing changes, nothing gained
And everyday the same

Everyday I find some time
(Monday)
For cryin' to myself
(Tuesday)
For everything I left behind
(Wednesday)
For I have no one else
(Thursday)

Nobody knows my loneliness
(Friday)
Nobody cares for me
(Saturday)
Everyday is like the other days
(Sunday)
That's how we'll always be

(In the workhouse, in the workhouse)
Everyday is just the same
In the workhouse, in the workhouse
The weather is always rain

We never leave the workhouse
And life goes down the drain
I'll escape for a few hours in my dreams
But I'll wake up again

Don't leave me any flowers
No prayers or soft goodbyes
I'll be leaving in a black box
And be greeting golden skies

And angels they will welcome me
Take me to their heavenly hall
But all roads lead to the workhouse
Where we'll work until we fall

(In the workhouse, in the workhouse)
Everyday is just the same
In the workhouse, in the workhouse
The weather is always rain

We never leave the workhouse
And life goes down the drain
I'll escape for a few hours in my dreams
But I'll wake up again

For hand to mouth goes on and on
From birth until we die
Then nobody knows our passing
Or hears our last goodbye

(In the workhouse, in the workhouse)
Everyday is just the same
In the workhouse, in the workhouse
The weather is always rain

We never leave the workhouse
And life goes down the drain
I'll escape for a few hours in my dreams
But I'll
I'll wake up again